Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Breakfast of champions

After doing fall yardwork all day last Saturday — and my head stuffed full of the seasonal allergies that come with it — the boys and I were lounging around late Sunday morning while Leslie was still at church. Landon said he was hungry, so I heated him up some of the breakfast casserole that Leslie had left for us (I’ve learned not to ask a 3-year-old what they want to eat).

Sure enough, as soon as I set it down in front of him he whined, “I don’t want this!”
With my nose completely clogged, I tried to reply, “But Mommy made it.”
Suddenly, Landon froze. “How?” he asked.
“Um, I dunno. By following a recipe…?”
Then Landon turned to Jackson in the next room and yelled, “Jack, BOBBY made our breakfast!

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